Love Under Two Montanans by Cara Covington

Author:Cara Covington
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2018-05-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The only thing she didn’t like about heading to work on this particular Monday was that it meant she had to be separated from Parker and Dale. For a woman who’d never lived with a lover—let alone two—it sure hadn’t taken her long to get used to being with them all day, and all night, too.

Jenny had wondered if she would be teased when she went back to work. After all, the last time her coworkers had seen her, she’d been a “single” woman, living on her own in her nice comfy apartment in Lusty and was considering trying a couple of Montanans on for size. Now, just a few days later, she was in a committed ménage and sharing a house with her two lovers, just inside the small town.

No one teased her, exactly. However, Brittany and Laci did both offer her sly smiles and covert winks. She didn’t feel teased. She felt as if she’d just gained entry into a very exclusive club.

It didn’t take Jenny long to fall into the rhythm of Monday. It was busy today, starting with the lunch crowd. The guests ranged from people she knew to people she’d never seen before. That wasn’t unusual here at the roadhouse. There was a sign just out on the state highway that drew folks in for lunch. She’d discovered that to be especially true in the summer months. A lot of people vacationed in Texas. The management and staff of Angela’s Roadhouse was always happy when some of them stopped in to eat.

As usual for a Monday, the tables filled quickly. Folks who came in on their own tended to sit at the bar. In the time she’d been working there, Jenny had met folks from Canada and Mexico, England and Europe, and even a few from Australia.

Of course, she’d also met people from nearly all of the fifty states, including Hawaii. Oh, I can count Alaska, too, because Sean and Noah Kendall had lived there for a couple of years.

Jenny had discovered early on, talking to Bailey, that she and her coworker had a similar approach to their work. Rhythm. Bailey confessed she’d used that very system working as an accounting clerk, too, before she’d come to Lusty.

Jenny considered it one of the laws of the universe that when faced with repetitive work, the secret was to find its beat. The music that played on the roadhouse’s sound system helped—that gave her a rhythm to sync to. But it wasn’t necessary. She could make her own rhythm based on what she was doing, just as Bailey did.

They met at the clearing station midway between the back of the restaurant and the bar. They were both kind of bouncing to the music softly playing and moving efficiently.

“Do you think we should co-author a book?” Bailey asked. “We could call it The Rhythm Method.”

Jenny burst out laughing. Bailey had developed a very quirky sense of humor since she’d married her two accountants.

“I don’t know. I think that title might already be taken.

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